Two days later, Shen Miao was still full of energy.
Following the veterinarian's instructions, she went for a "follow-up examination." Lin Shousheng grabbed her wrist and examined it back and forth, his brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly.
If Shen Miao hadn't known that she wasn't feeling unwell anywhere, she probably would have thought that her days were numbered.
"Strange, the poison has been completely cleared, and your hand has been saved without being cut off. How did you do that?" Lin Shousheng stared at Shen Miao, his eyes full of confusion.
He has treated many people bitten by venomous snakes, but none of them have been able to do what Shen Miao did.
Those people either had their bitten areas crippled or died immediately.
Shen Miao couldn't tell the truth, so she could only vaguely say, "I didn't do anything. I guess I'm just lucky. Even God doesn't want to take me away."
Lin Shousheng didn't think Shen Miao could do anything to cure the poison. Full of doubts, he could only conclude that the snake's venom was probably not as potent as he had imagined.
After fooling the veterinarian, Shen Miao came out feeling relieved.
On the way back, I picked some mugwort on the hillside. The mosquitoes at home are almost rampant. When I wake up at night, I have several big welts on my body.
There are no mosquito coils here, so we have to use traditional methods.
Shen Miao lit the mugwort and fumigated the house inside and out, filling it with smoke, which made the children cough incessantly.
Qingchen fared even worse, forced to lie in bed and endure the smoke.
After fumigating the house, Shen Miao made several sachets with some mosquito-repelling herbs and dried flowers, which she put on the children and placed on Qing Chen's bed as well.
The children were very curious when they received the sachets, fiddling with them in their hands. Only Da Bao had a serious face and said in a solemn tone, "These flowers are so brightly colored, are they poisonous?"
Shen Miao couldn't help but laugh at his scholarly demeanor.
"Don't worry, they're not poisonous. I asked a veterinarian, and on the contrary, they're all medicinal herbs. Wearing them can help you sleep."
Da Bao said "oh" and then stopped talking.
...
The news that the sea monsters had raised salt prices has been fully implemented.
The people in the tribe were both angry and helpless, but there was nothing they could do. They couldn't go without salt. In earlier years, some orcs would roast meat without salt, and later they developed a very strange disease.
So no matter how expensive it is, the beastmen still have to buy it.
Fulu noticed that his father had been sighing all the time these days. He was old enough to understand that it was because the family had nothing to buy salt, but there was nothing he could do to help.
Seeing his father sad, he was also in a bad mood, so he went to Qingchen's house to play with the four kids.
Shen Miao was curing lean meat under the eaves. There was no other way; the weather was too hot, and the meat would spoil easily. She could only use more salt to cure it. A white layer of salt was evenly sprinkled on it, and when she turned it over, another layer appeared, as if it were free.
Fu Lu stared intently at Shen Miao's movements, not even responding when Er Bao called him.
"Good fortune, good fortune?" Erbao raised his voice.
Fu Lu seemed to wake from a dream. Ignoring Er Bao, he rushed to Chen Miao, pointed at the white salt, and asked eagerly, "Auntie, what is this? Salt?"
"yes."
"Why is the salt so white? Mine is yellowish."
Shen Miao smiled and said, "Because the salt at my aunt's house is better. It doesn't taste bitter. You can try it if you don't believe me."
Fu Lu seemed to understand, but then he stuck out his finger and licked it. His face immediately lit up with surprise. This salt seemed to be even better than his own!
"Auntie, can you tell me where you bought the salt?" Their family can no longer afford the salt from the Far Sea Beastmen. If they had another option, maybe his father wouldn't have to worry about this problem.
Shen Miao smiled mysteriously: "My aunt made it herself."
Fu Lu was dumbfounded: "Auntie, you can make salt yourself?"
The children didn't like having their mother questioned, and upon hearing this, they couldn't help but say, "My mother is the best. She made all this salt herself."
Fulu looked up at the sea beastmen with eager eyes and asked, "Auntie, can you exchange some salt for our family? We can't afford to exchange salt from the sea beastmen anymore."
Shen Miao had also heard about the Far Sea Beastmen raising prices on the spot, and she was somewhat disdainful of it. However, since she didn't need it herself, she didn't pay much attention to it. Unexpectedly, the cat beastmen's house was also about to run out of supplies.
A sense of responsibility immediately arose within me.
“Okay, have your father come and get the salt,” Shen Miao agreed.
Fulu happily ran home and told the cat-beastman the good news. The cat-beastman could hardly believe his ears and was practically dragged to Shenmiao's house by his big cub.
Upon seeing the salt, the cat-beastman's heart also burned with desire.
Such fine salt is even cheaper than the coarse salt from the sea beastmen; it's like a windfall.
The cat-beastman, just like his little one, grinned foolishly and happily went back to get his things, exchanging some salt with Shen Miao.
On the way back, the cat-beastman deliberately exposed the salt, attracting everyone's attention and questions.
At this point, he would happily tell everyone that this salt was bought from Shen Miao, and that it was of much better quality than that of the Far Sea Beastmen, with higher purity and no bitterness at all.
This was the first time anyone had ever seen salt like this. They didn't believe the cat-beastman's words, thinking that the salt must be very expensive.
However, the cat-beastman quoted a very low price.
The orcs were all stunned.
That can't be right. Such good salt at such a low price. Either the cat-beastman is lying, or the salt only looks good but tastes bad.
The cat-beastman sneered, "Believe it or not, it's up to you. You don't want good things, but I've already bought them. Would I lie to you? If you don't believe me, then go buy some coarse salt from the Far Sea Beastmen."
After saying that, the cat-beastman picked up his salt and stormed off in a huff.
The group looked at each other in bewilderment and decided to go to Shen Miao's house to take a look.
Shen Miao was very generous, showing them the salt and letting them taste it themselves. The orcs who tasted it were sure to be amazed by its flavor.
Then, everyone rushed to buy them.
Shen Miao made enough salt to supply everyone, no matter how much they bought. For a time, Shen Miao was so busy packing things that her hands were sore. The salt she made also became a garnish for many people's barbecue.
After eating meat roasted with salt made by Shen Miao, all the beastmen thought that the salt from the Far Sea Beastmen was garbage and would never buy it again. They believed that Shen Miao's salt was better, both delicious and affordable.
Shen Miao picked through a pile of beast crystals, picked out one with red blood streaks, played with it in her hand for a while, then put away the other beast crystals and took this one out separately.
High-quality beast crystals can cure diseases, and Shen Miao has never tried them before. Now she wants to let Qing Chen try them.
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